Mark left Monday morning after we had breakfast at our diner. Twelve long hours, he arrived safely home in MO. When the kids head home we wait for that phone call letting us know they have arrived safely. His visit made our Christmas memorable. I got the bed changed, washed and dried clothes, made the bed up again, and got ready for Michael and Mike Jr's arrival. This morning we ran out to do a little grocery shopping and this afternoon I made another batch of peanut butter cookies. Have to have cookies in the house when children and grandchildren are expected. Today was rainy, windy, and chilly..........44 degrees....blah weather. Cliff bought a new battery and installed it in the Nissan so we could take Michael and Mike Jr out and not get stuck somewhere out on a back road or on a mountain. Now we're awaiting their safe arrival here.
Some days are full of doing tasks and chores that Cliff did for me. The floor wasn't that dirty but he enjoyed saying. "Guess I need to pull out the vacuum. I'm tripping over debris." I thanked him. Whenever I was in the kitchen trying out new recipes, making cookies or the double batch tapioca pudding for him, he was there beside (getting in my way sometimes) washing the utensils, pots/pans, cutting boards, drying them and putting everything back in their proper places only to have me take some things back out and reuse again. "I just washed that" he would state. He learned to ask if I were through with things before he cleaned up after me. I thanked him. He emptied the dishwasher when it was finished in such an orderly manner (getting in my way sometimes because I was also in the kitchen working but he wanted to be there with me). I thanked him. Every morning he made my bed reminding me of the order that the pillows needed to be placed. John&
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